Thankful and Poetic Thursday

YAY!   Thursday and time to be thankful and let everyone know WHY.    Want to join in this great Hop Brian hosts?   Good – just click his badge above and link up!    Tell us what you’re thankful for.

As for me – I’m thankful that Mom chased the red fox away that was practically sitting on my front porch this morning WAITING for some tender morsel (like me for instance) to come outside.   Well, first of all I never go out alone – I’m with my Mom and Dad or both…..second of all I’m thinking it knew that we sometimes feed the wandering kitties in our neighborhood first thing in the morning and thought it would wait around.    NOPE!   Instead, Mom yelled at it and off it ran.    We rarely see them during the day – this was at 4AM so it was still dark out.    THANKFUL?  Oh yes indeed I am!

I’m also quite thankful that Angel Sammy sent me his email with his weekly poem AND a new photo to inspire us for NEXT week’s Poetry Day.

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It’s POETRY time!!!

I love spending a little time with all of you on Thursdays sharing poetry based on a photograph.   Lovely to our our imaginations RUN isn’t it?   I hope you wrote a poem this week – did you?  If you did, let us know you wrote one and give us your link in our COMMENTS.   We will visit and read yours!     My Mom says she got a lot of email about the photo for this week – everyone thought it was really darling.    Well, I have to admit, even though I personally think baby kittens are adorable, I also think baby people are too.    These two little ballerinas inspired me.   My poem follows the photo:

“Tiny Dancers”

Poem by Angel Sammy Kimmell   April 24, 2019©

Tippy toes on tiny feet

Tiny dancers oh so sweet

Maybe one day they’ll be ballerinas

Or play an instrument like a concertina!

Maybe they’ll be President or possibly Queen

Or any number of possibilities in between….

The world is their oyster as it was once ours

As long as they stay out of ivory towers

We start out our lives with endless choices

As long as we listen to the “right” voices.

Tippy toes girls have their whole lives ahead

But for now dance class is over and it’s time for bed!

 

These little girls are so darling.   My Mom remembers when she was “forced” to take ballet and tap dancing at the same time.    Her only gripe really was that she was the tallest girl in both of those classes.   That meant her teacher ALWYAS stuck her in front of everyone else when they had performances.   At least she didn’t stick out like she would in the middle of the back row (which is where she would prefer to have been!).    She was lanky, gawky, skinny as could be, but not a half bad dancer in either discipline.   The point is, it wasn’t HER idea to take the classes but her Mom’s.   It’s only in hindsight that she realized her Mom wanted her to have every opportunity to find her “bliss”……………the closest she came to finding it was when her Mom made her take riding lessons – but that didn’t last long – – – she enjoyed that a whole lot but they moved after less than a year of class and when they moved it was somewhere there were NO riding opportunities.    The point is, it’s important to TRY THINGS……….you have to find YOUR “bliss”.     These two little ballerinas in the photo look like they are having fun even if they have NO IDEA why their Moms dressed them up like tiny dancers!

Here’s your photo to use for NEXT week’s poetic inspiration……………………I hope you’ll join us in writing a poem about the photo!

Wow…..well, this ought to be a fun one to write a poem about………mother nature is awesome.    

I hope you all have a great week ahead and I’ll look forward to seeing you AND your poem next Thursday!    Come on – join  me – you’ll truly have fun if you let your imagination take over your fingers on the keyboard and write a poem!

I am the Angel Poet in the green beret…..and I hope you join me for POETIC FUN each week!

Love always, Angel Sammy

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Thank you for visiting us Angel Sammy.    I will look forward to seeing you in my dreams AND to reading your poem next week……………………….I love you.

Hugs, Teddy